Yes, we can sell them at a high price during the trip to Yinping Kingdom's capital."

The channel owner's wife quickly agreed: "It is a great blessing for these two humble maids to be able to serve the immortal master..."

Chen Ping'an interrupted her words and sneered: "But if I have seen them and am disappointed with them, then the canal owner's wife and the Zaoxi canal owner who is deeply in love with your sister will follow me to Beijing."

.”

The canal owner’s wife is not worried about this. Anyway, Mr. Hu is taking care of her. As long as she returns to Cangjun Lake Dragon Palace safely and meets Mr. Hu, everything will be fine.

It's hard to say who will win in the end.

The channel owner's wife quickly shook her sleeves, and two strands of turquoise water-borne aura flew into the faces of the two maids, causing them to wake up and apologize to the immortal master, saying that they would leave as soon as possible.

Chen Ping'an suddenly called to the channel owner's wife.

The latter's body stiffened, turned around, and said bitterly: "I wonder if the immortal master has any other instructions?"

Chen Pingan stretched out a palm and said with a smile: "Lend me some water transport essence, not much, just two or two."

The canal owner's wife was both frightened and distressed, but also a little lucky. The essence of water transport was the foundation of the water god's cultivation, but it was still more cost-effective than dying on the spot. She quickly stretched out a finger and put it between her eyebrows.

, a bit of azure light bloomed, and then a golden thread poured down from the canyon on the top of the mountain like a stream, wrapped around her shoulders, along her arms, and flowed all the way to her wrists. Finally, she held up a palm, and a green drop of water popped out,

Gently pushing towards Chen Ping'an, she wiped the sweat from her forehead and said with a smile: "I'm really embarrassed that the immortal master said I could borrow it. These three or four taels of water transport essence should be regarded as the slave's luck to meet the immortal master. One share

A small greeting gift."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Compared to the exotic treasure Lianyuan Cup, it is quite small."

His wife did not dare to speak.

The Liaoyan Cup is where her Dao life lies. There are only a few immortal artifacts that the landscape god can improve his own cultivation besides tempering his golden body with incense. Each of them is a treasure. The Liaoyan Cup was once the treasure of Cang Yun.

Lord Huhu’s Dragon Palace treasure, the reason why the owner of Zaoxi Channel hates her so much and regards her as a bandit is because of this very famous Lianyuan cup. According to Master Hujun, it was once an important gift of a giant Taoist temple.

It has been infused with incense for thousands of years to achieve this effect.

After the three masters and servants left the temple.

Chen Pingan put away the water-carrying bead, weighing four or two, but it could quench temporary thirst, and even had a significant effect, which was better than a panacea, but it was by no means a long-term solution.

On the path of practice, there are some shortcuts that allow practitioners to quickly walk to the middle of the mountain, but the further back they go, the more hidden dangers they face.

Chen Ping'an was not in a hurry to refine water beads to replenish Shuifu's spiritual energy. He sat there and thought about things.

Chen Pingan knew that if they left, they might not come back. The Lord of Cangjun Lake would most likely not go ashore to meet him. Du Yu from Ghost Ax Palace had died. Could it be that he, the co-owner of Cangjun Lake, came to help collect the body?

?As long as you land on the shore and enter the temple, you will be slapped in the face by Chen Ping'an, and your face will be covered with shit. Ghost Ax Palace and Du Yu's parents will care about you Cangyun Lake

Has Mr. Hu been harmed by Chi Yu and suffered an unreasonable disaster? Besides, you, the dignified leader of the Silver Screen Water God, have the nerve to say that Chi Yu is harmed?

As for the two temple maids.

One person, Chen Pingan, did the right thing.

One of the channel owners did the right thing on his wife's side.

So everyone can live.

Chen Pingan twisted his wrist, and a ball with ten wisps of black smoke condensed and entangled appeared in his hand. Finally, it transformed into a man's face that was twisted in pain, and it was Du Yu.

Whenever an ordinary breeze blows, the ball made up of three souls and seven souls will feel excruciating pain, as if a monk has suffered from a thunderstorm.

The evil things in this world cannot be tolerated by heaven and earth. The half-dead Du Yu tried his best to speak, but his voice was still as thin as a mosquito: "Please, please put my soul back into the skin quickly. Is there any way I can be saved?"

As long as I can survive, I, Du Yu, will cut out three drops of my heart's blood, light three sticks of incense, and tell the ancestors of heaven and earth that I will swear the immortal family's poisonous oath passed down by my sect. I will never dare to be your enemy again.

Dare you..."

Chen Ping ignored it and said to himself: "How could such a good statement come out of your mouth and be ruined like this? Huh?"

Chen Pingan's five fingers were like hooks, and when they were slightly bent, strands of Gang Qi were swirling, just covering the soul ball.

Du Yu suddenly started crying like a ghost.

Chen Pingan said slowly: "What does it feel like to be a heroine in the arena? Tell me about it. I have also been through the arena, and I don't even know this."

Du Yu was about to speak.

Chen Pingan turned his head sideways, but increased the strength in his hands. The Gang Qi became more and more condensed, and it was astonishingly thick and as thick as water about to freeze. Chen Pingan raised his ears to listen and asked: "What did you say? Louder.

,I can not hear clearly."

Du Yu's three souls and seven souls have just been stripped out of the body by the secret technique. They are already in the weakest stage. At this moment, life is worse than death, the souls are confused, and ten wisps of black smoke are entangled like hemp. If this continues, even if he escapes from the prison, he will not be able to escape.

It will turn into a lonely wild ghost that has completely lost its intelligence, and become a vicious ghost with a muddleheaded state. If any immortal monk sees it, everyone will kill it.

Chen Ping'an released his fingers, raised his hand, passed it over his shoulder, and waved forward slightly, and the corpse behind the temple was smashed into the courtyard.

Chen Ping'an stood up, squatted next to Du Yu's body, palms down, and pressed down suddenly.

After about a stick of incense, Du Yu was foaming at the mouth, twitching, and bleeding from all his orifices. It looked scary, but it was a good thing.

If there is no such movement, it means that this skin has refused the soul to enter. Once the soul cannot enter, the three souls and seven souls will eventually have no choice but to leave the body and wander around, or they cannot withstand the many winds in the world.

If it blows, it will dissipate, or if you are lucky enough to hold on to a breath of spiritual energy and a little spiritual light, it will suddenly turn into a ghost.

Du Yu sat up, vomited blood, and then quickly sat cross-legged and began to perform the sutras, immersed in his mind, trying to soothe the restless key Qi palaces.

When Du Yu, who was covered in blood, exhaled heavily, he turned around and looked. The man was squatting not far away, with his hands in his sleeves, staring at the knife on the ground.

Du Yu's mind changed rapidly.

The man just didn't move at all.

Du Yu sighed, gave up the idea of ​​​​fighting for his life, stood up slowly, tapped his heart three times with his fingers, his face twisted, and then three drops of heart essence and blood were lit like wicks, and three wisps of green smoke curled up like three sticks of incense.

, Du Yu lowered his head slightly, held the incense in both hands and raised his eyebrows, and said loudly: "From now on, Du Yu, a son of the Ghost Ax Palace military strategist, will tell the Lord of Heaven and Earth and swear not to take revenge. This grudge, like the difference between mountains and rivers, will end here."

Do not look back……"

Chen Ping'an stood up, stepped on the handle of the knife with his toes, stepped on it lightly, and the knife flashed, just in time to sink into the scabbard on Du Yu's waist.

Du Yu was so frightened that his legs became weak again.

This is like being bitten by a snake once and being afraid of it for ten years.

Chen Ping'an held a hiking stick and walked towards the gate of the temple, "It's fate that we meet. I have something to ask you."

Du Yu was troubled in his heart. Because of your uncle, I almost died in this smelly ditch. But he still followed the man honestly and walked out of the Narcissus Temple together.

Du Yu's sleeves were hollow. The pair of divine armor he borrowed from his father was gone. The demon refining pill he had begged for from his mother was gone. His heart, liver and intestines were so painful that they were twisting.

Together, just thinking of the ordeal of three souls and seven souls being detained in someone's hands, Du Yu couldn't help but tremble, feeling uneasy and restless. This is the sequela of soul separation. The next few decades will be difficult.

It's just a matter of rest. This trip to the city was a big mistake for no reason. I didn't even mention that I hurt the road. How to explain to my parents when I went back to Ghost Ax Palace was a big trouble.

The two of them walked one behind the other on the overgrown path.

The moonlight is quiet and the mist is cool.

Du Yu actually felt even cooler.

Who is this person? There are mountain monks from more than ten countries, martial arts masters of all sizes, Du Yu has traveled far and wide, and has a wide range of knowledge. There really is no one like this.

There are only a handful of younger monks who can make him, Du Yu, so frustrated.

Chen Ping'an used his hiking stick to clear the way, just like walking under the moonlight. His mood gradually became calmer, and he smiled and said, "Do you know why you can come back to life?"

Du Yu smiled bitterly and said: "Senior, do you want those two talismans from our Ghost Ax Palace? If you reveal the secret method of the Ancestral Master Hall, I will be interrupted by the Changsheng Bridge and expelled from the master's sect."

Chen Pingan said: "God knows that you know and I know, so what are you afraid of? Besides, you have been traveling in the world for so many years, and you still dare to catch a water goddess as a fish. Are you afraid of these rules? For people like you, the rules are just

Take pleasure in breaking.”

Du Yu became increasingly frightened.

Only those who have attained the Great Dao and are truly ruthless can say this so naturally.

His parents also spoke to him in private with similar words.

Chen Ping'an said: "As long as you die at the Narcissus Temple on the edge of Cangjun Lake tonight, it will be difficult for the Ghost Ax Palace to find me, and it will also be difficult for the Canal Master's wife and the Lord of Cangjun Lake to find me. In the end, isn't this a confusing account?

So what you should be worried about now is not that the secrets of the master will be revealed, but that if I know the method of drawing talisman and the corresponding formula, I will kill you and silence you, and everything will be over."

This is a trick I learned from the scholar in Guixi Valley, to frame someone up and throw dirt on him.

Du Yu was speechless.

The young man carrying a bamboo box on his back and holding a bamboo stick spoke softly, as if he were chatting with a friend, "Now that I know your principles, it will be much easier to talk about mine."

Du Yu stopped and asked, "Senior, how can you guarantee that you won't kill me and destroy my body and traces after I tell you about the Carrying Stele Talisman and the Snow Mud Talisman?"

Chen Pingan then stopped and turned his head, "You can only gamble your life."

Du Yu said miserably: "Senior! I have already sworn my oath! Why do I still have to be so aggressive?"

The man looked surprised, "You rely on the abilities of a direct monk from the sect to go down the mountain to play in the world, with no regard for human life. My fist is harder, and I treat you like an ant, playing with you in the palm of my hand. Isn't that the same truth? It's hard to understand.

?You are so stupid, your parents are not worried?"

Du Yu wanted to cry but had no tears.

After meeting such an "honest" senior from the mountain, do I really have to blame myself for not checking the almanac during this trip?
To be continued...